PROLOGUE

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I was on top of the rooftop with a guy who was wearing a hood sat beside me  and we were looking at the stars. I couldn't see his face when I glanced at him and just stared mindlessly at the stars. I didn't know him but deep within me he was somewhat familiar. And there was this urged to be with him - to stay with him forever.  

"How do you feel if you are in love?" I suddenly asked uhich shocked him. He was silence for a moment then he whispered something, however, I didn't heard it so I've asked again.  "What was your answer?". The guy just smirked and just looked at me intently. We were like that for a moment, just staring at each other. A blush started to crept on my cheeks so I brought back my attention to the stars,  I didn't what him to know that he affected that much. When I looked back at him again, his mouth slightly formed into a smile and murmured something of which I didn't understand.  

I frowned and asked again  "What?" he just sneered and whispered "Idiot" when I heard that word I wanted to punched him. He was such an arrogant jerk. I was about to say that when he leaned towards me and I thought he was going to kiss me. My heart pounded so fast that it felt like my life sucked out of me and I couldn't even think straight. 

What should I do? This was my first time. Should I closed my eyes? Should I opened my mouth? Or should just do the tongue thingy like what others said?  Damn it! I shouldn't eat the pizza with garlic and onions with it. OMG! he is  getting closer. The questions and anxiety were gone when he moved closer to me and  I closed my eyes and just waited for that moment.

The moment that we were finally going to convey our feelings together. The moment of which I'm going to experience my first ever kiss with the guy whom I have tried to hate but in the end started to fall in love. Yes! this arrogant, self-cented jerk was my first love. My eternal love. But the moment was cut short when an unknown force pulled away from him. I was so scared that I reached to him and I yelled his name and I heard he screamed mine. I saw him tried to reached my hands but he couldn't and so I was pulled further away that I couldn't see him anymore.

I couldn't even see because the rooftop was replaced by an empty black space. It was rather cold so I shivered and hugged myself to kept warm but I really didn't mind it. My only thoughts was he was gone. My first love was gone and now the only thing I felt was emptiness. I started to cried and yelled his name again and hoping that he could hear me but to my dismayed there was no answer. And I continue crying silently. But then I noticed something on my left ring finger there was a string tied on it. An endless long red string that was so vibrant that glowed in the dark. 

I was about to looked at it closely when I heard his voice again - his deep voice. 

"Just hold on and never let go" he vowed with such anguish voice that it was heartbreaking to hear but it gave comforted me "I'll never let you go again.." then his voice was gone. 

"I promise. I'll wait for you" I yelled back. I didn't even know why I made such promise but I wanted to believe in him - wanted to see him once again. Suddenly, I was blinded by a bright white light that the darkness which surrounded me slowly faded away and the coldness that I felt a moment ago was replaced with warmth. I wanted to stay here forever and I wanted to........ then it started to shake. Is there an earthquake?I thought and it happened again. I heard a loud booming voice echoed in the air calling my name "ISABELLE!". I fell silent then it called my name again until I felt myself slowly opened my heavy eyelids and saw my nanay who was standing my bed and she tried to woke me up. 

I mumbled something first before I got up from bed "Nay, I'm still sleepy" I complained and I was about to laid myself again on the bed but my mother stopped me. "What do you mean you are still sleepy?" she said as she raised her voice a little and tried to pulled me into a sitting position. "You are going to be late for work and if you don't get up, I will throw a bucket full of water at you. Do you understand?" she warned and left my room. I wanted to sleep again but I knew I didn't have a choice so I forced my half-wake body to got up, moved towards to the window and opened the curtain in order to let the first sun rays of the day to came inside my room. I smelled the morning air and it was great despite that I was living in a slum area of Tondo but it never stopped me to do my morning routine, to get up and see the beautiful sunrise at my tiny window, and I could see that it was going to be a beautiful day.   

"Let's go!" I said with such enthusiasim and excitiment - eagerly to start my day. Like they said start the day with positve energy so that all good things will come to their way. And I really have this good feeling that today is my lucky day. With that thought and the positive energy, I closed my window and started to prepared myself for the day. 

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 "Your Grace" a soft voice called my name and when I opened my eyes, a smiling flight stewardess was standing beside my seat. " We have already arrived sir " she informed. I just gave her a slight nod and she disappeared out of my sight. I let out a deep sighed, not realizing that I was holding my breath, and started to massage my temple as I recalled my dream a moment ago. No! It wasn't a dream but a distant memory that I wanted to erase - wanted to forget. However, no matter how many times I tried, it still lingers in my heart. The heart never forgets that what's people said and I agreed. I couldn't escape my memories of her. I have guessed that this is my punishment in order to atoned my sins from the past. But how long?

I unbuckled my seatbelt and fixed my tailored suit first before I got up from my seat. I slowly walked towards the exit of my private jet where the captain was already there to greet me.

"Welcome to the Philippines Lord Sherwood! I hope that you have a lovely stay" 

'I do hope' I thought to myself. But I knew it was not going to be. 

 

 

 

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